Chapter 645 Ying Tiansheng

As the voice fell, a young man dressed in a black robe and wrapped in black armor around his chest, with long hair tied back reaching his waist, and a face like carved stone with a terrifying scar deep enough to expose bone on the left side, stood with a long saber in his hand in front of Yan Moshan. Without anyone noticing, he had already positioned himself there, his entire body pulsing with blood energy, power billowing with the wind and forming energy Air Vortices around him, repelling all dust and debris from his vicinity.